You call this magic?

"You can't say that. Seeing injustice, we should help others. This is the good quality we should have."

Yu Beier:?

This is not like you normally, Ethan.

No matter what Yubel thought, Ethan finally took action.

The fourth way to bind is this rope.

A golden rope of light popped out from Ethan's hand and instantly wrapped around the treasure chest monster's open mouth and its body.

"Miss Magician over there, don't move around and relax. I'm going to start exerting my strength."

I don’t know if it was because he heard Ethan’s voice, but the magician’s body trembled, and he actually obediently stopped moving.

Ethan nodded in satisfaction and began to tighten the rope. The bloody mouth was pulled open uncontrollably until the person could escape smoothly.

Although the treasure chest monster has a strong bite force, it cannot even bite through a person's flesh, and its strength is indeed limited.

"Now, come out!"

The magician struggled slightly, and with a "pop" sound, he was freed from the treasure chest monster's mouth.

Before the magician noticed, the rope of light dissipated, and the treasure chest monster turned back into the appearance of a treasure chest, waiting for its next victim.

"..." The magician's upper body was covered in the treasure chest monster's saliva, sticky and wet, and even emitted a strange stench, which made Ethan not want to get close to him for a while.

However, when Ethan looked at the girl, he noticed that she was not human.

Pointed ears, a calm face without any emotion... Weren't you just shouting that it was so scary and dark?

Is this an elf? This is the first time I see one.

Ethan felt a little sad in his heart. The elves were an immortal race that he had only heard of but never seen. It was even said that their lifespan was close to eternal.

Anyway, there is no record of any natural death of elves in the history of this world. All of them were accidents or murders without exception.

While Ethan was looking at the elf magician, she skillfully opened her suitcase, took out towels and cleaning tools, and ran away, leaving her suitcase and wand behind.

"Wait, your stuff!"

No, you're so confident in me, a stranger you just met for the first time?

"You're such a nerveless person." Yu Bei'er held her face with both hands, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

Ethan was certainly not the kind of evil person who would steal other people's things casually. Instead, he stood there patiently, waiting for the magician to come back.

For magicians, wands are their weapons, they can't just throw them away.

Half an hour later, she did come back.

All the stains on his body had disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

The elves were indeed very beautiful, like fairies walking out of a canvas. They were a race said to be favored by the gods. They had a doll-like adorable appearance, but coupled with their somewhat cold temperament at this moment, they seemed somewhat unattainable.

Image: "Flillian", Location: "Images/1734358398-100424293-112453804.jpg"

The premise is that Ethan didn't see her ugly behavior just now.

At this moment, in Ethan's impression, the elves have become quite down-to-earth.

"Thank you for saving me, Ethan." The elf packed up his things and thanked him politely.

"You're welcome... How do you know my name?" Ethan was about to wave his hand, but he immediately realized the problem.

The elf lady immediately showed a "bad" expression, was silent for a few seconds, and then showed a ('ω`) expression, with cold sweat on her face. She glanced at the carriage beside her and met the eyes of the five-year-old Yubel.

"...Just now, that child called you that, right?"

Why do you use a questioning tone?

Ethan became even more suspicious. Could it be that this guy knew him?

"Nice to meet you, my savior. My name is Fulilian, a magician."

Looking at the little hand she stretched out to him, Ethan was silent for a few seconds before shaking it: "I am Ethan, a warrior."

"Then, without further ado," Fulilian smiled faintly. "Young man, I see that you have a unique talent and a remarkable character. You are a good material for learning magic. Would you like to learn magic from me?"

?

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

"I am a warrior."

"That's right." Fulilian nodded calmly and continued, "Then do you want to change your job to become a magician?"

? ?

Volume 1: The Fall of Flillian (Part 1): Chapter 7: Transmitting Magic to the Future

Although things were a bit weird, Ethan still politely invited Fulilian to get in the car and go to the royal capital with them.

He had some questions to ask, and it seemed that Fulilian was not opposed to spending time with him.

Fulilian agreed readily, and seemed to have been waiting for him to say this for a long time.

This made Ethan even more suspicious. This old lady... No, how did this elf elder know about him?

He was certain that after traveling through time, he had not done anything earth-shattering in this world.

After staring at Fulilian for a while, Ethan finally recalled something from the depths of his memory. In the distant past, when he was still living on the Blue Planet, he had indeed watched such an animation.

The heroine in the story seems to be the elf in front of you.

It's not his fault that he didn't remember it for a moment. He was already a semi-retired otaku before he traveled through time. Apart from the three popular comics that he grew up watching, he hadn't sat in front of the computer to watch anime in several years.

Life smooths out everyone's edges, and memory is even more so.

He could no longer remember the details of the animation, but he could still recall a bit of the general plot.

However, for Ethan now, he has lived in this world for more than ten years, so it is naturally impossible for him to regard it as an animation, especially the girl in front of him, Frillian.

It is an indisputable fact that the brave team's actions in eliminating the demon king have truly brought more than ten years of peace to the small village where he lives.

Only by experiencing life in this world firsthand can one understand the significance of “The Devil is dead.”

Ethan respected this team of brave men from the bottom of his heart.

However, in Ethan's impression, Furlin of the Brave Team should be more inclined to be a loner. For her, collecting magic is her interest, and teaching others magic is a troublesome thing. She must be paid a satisfactory reward before she will take responsibility.

This is his personal understanding of Fulilian, combining animation and village legends.

But the Frilian in front of him seemed to have a big difference from this understanding.

The carriage was moving slowly. At this speed, when it arrived at the royal capital, it would most likely be the first day of the magic school's enrollment. There would be seven days in total, so there was still plenty of time.

"Hmm, let me think, what kind of magic gadgets do you like?"

While Ethan was still driving, he heard Fulilian's voice in the car behind him.

The tone was as bland as he remembered it, but the content was quite positive.

Looking back, he saw the elf rummaging through his box, trying to find an item that would interest Ethan.

As for little Yubel, ever since Fulilian got in the car, she had been keeping an interested expression and watching Fulilian's every move.

"Ms. Fulilian, what exactly do you want to do?"

Ethan couldn't help but ask this question, because the matter was too strange and it seemed that this woman's personality had changed.

"Well, ah... this..." For some reason, Fulilian's body trembled, and she stammered and fidgeted, and even cold sweat could be seen on her forehead.

Ethan had only just asked the first question, so why was he already giving himself away? He even looked away!

And, are we really that familiar with each other that you would react like this?

"It's numb." Little You Beier gave a classic summary of this.

"Uh, Yu Bei'er, don't learn if you shouldn't."

"Alas, as expected, this kind of role doesn't suit me. It's better to let Haita do it." Fulilian sighed deeply, and the whole person seemed to be liberated. "You are right, I do know... No, I should say I 'know' your existence, Ethan."

really.

Ethan's expression froze, and he turned serious: "I'd like to hear more about it."

After the showdown, Fulilian's expression relaxed a lot. "However, I must make it clear that my waiting for you here was not accidental. Only the appearance of the treasure chest monster was accidental."

You might as well not explain it.

He remembered that the treasure chest monster was indeed the natural nemesis of Frillian. It could always kill her on the first sight. If it wasn't her nemesis, what else could it be?

Even the undead know to chop first before opening the box!

"Actually, it was the 'Hero of the South' who told me of your existence, um, about seventy years ago."

The Hero of the South... Living in this world, Ethan naturally knew of the existence of this person, who was known as the strongest hero of the contemporary era.

"He knew about me that long ago?"

"Well, after all, that guy can see the future, so it's not surprising."

Didn't this person just say something terrifying without making a big deal about it... Is it really okay to just talk about the Southern Hero's abilities everywhere?

Ethan believed it. Based on his understanding of the protagonist, Frillian, there was no need for anyone to lie to him about this matter.

"So, in his words, I will become a great figure surpassing Flamel in the future?"

Flame is the great person who enabled humans to learn magic. If it weren't for her, the human world might have been destroyed by the demons long ago. She is also the magic mentor of the elf in front of her. Since Flillian studied under her, she has been deeply influenced by her.

Ethan felt that no matter how powerful his cheats were, they wouldn't make him weaker than Flame in the future, right?

However, Fulilian just looked at him quietly, with no mockery or recognition in her eyes, just calmness.

"happy."

Even Yubel turned her head away, pretending not to look.

"What the hell does that even mean?!"

"You should know that humans store magical knowledge in grimoires. Everything from the principles of magic to the manipulation and release of magic power is recorded in them. Even an insignificant spell with little effect may require a long chapter to fully record."

As she explained, she casually took out a stack of magic books that were as tall as a person from her suitcase... Wait, what's wrong with your suitcase?

Before Ethan could complain, Fulilian handed the top book to Ethan and said, "Open it and take a look."

Ethan didn't suspect anything and opened the book, but found that the pages seemed to be damaged. Judging from the material, the production process was also different from that on Blue Star.

"Although using grimoires to record magic is convenient and quick, their shelf life is quite limited." Fulilian looked somewhat disappointed. "This situation has caused many magics created by humans to disappear completely in the course of history."

"Then why not reproduce the magic book?" Ethan asked.

"Even a re-engraved magic book will eventually disappear. Books that were bestsellers in the Unified Empire a thousand years ago will still be lost today. This is the power of time."

It was at this time that Ethan finally saw the magician side of Frillian.

She is indeed a great magician.

Ethan seemed to understand why Fulilian said this to him. As expected of the Southern Hero who could see through the future, he even saw through his abilities.

"So, your extremely special magic is the best carrier of these crystallizations of human wisdom." Fulilian looked at Ethan very seriously. "In order to prevent Flame's hard work and the hard work of mankind from being destroyed by time, can you please accept my lifelong learning?"

Volume 1: The Fall of Fulilian (I): Chapter 8: Celia: Throw Her Out the First Time

To be honest, Frillian's statement even seems like moral kidnapping. After all, whether magic is lost or not is none of Ethan's business.

But there is a saying that goes, if both parties have the same ideas, it is not called kidnapping, but called being of the same mind and hitting it off.

"it is good."

Ethan still agreed.

"Please give me your magic for safekeeping."

But there were still two things he didn't understand.

1. Whether magic was lost or not should have nothing to do with the Hero of the South. At that time, he should still be fighting against the Demon King's army. There was no reason for him to go to Fulilian specifically for this matter.

Second, Ethan is human, and the notebook isn't real magic, but rather a cheat code independent of the magic system. When he dies, who will inherit this magic? Or will it simply disappear?

Fulilian must be hiding something.

But he didn't ask. As an immortal, Fulilian naturally couldn't be unaware of this matter, but she still came to him, which proved that he would definitely have a way to solve this problem in the future.